I went to the beach with my cosine Sarah last week. We got a lift to the Jung-O (Bondi Junction, Sydney) and were standing at the bus terminal trying to decide between Bronte and Bondi beaches as both are just as easy to get to by bus from there.
We were both feeling apprehensive about Bondi but we decided to go there because the 389 came first. Sarah said to me something like:
“You never know, this Bondi experience might change our minds about Bondi beach.”
And that was all. I thought about it on the ride down and it was an uplifting attitude, one of infinite forgiveness and hope. One I wish to take up more.
I have been accused of being overly negative and critical. Attitudes that, though they help steer you clear of the worst things that could happen, also steer you clear of the best things that can befall you thought dumb luck. They are attitudes that weight heavily on the personality and rob one of the simple joys available to the open mind.
Safe upon the solid rock the ugly houses stand:
Come and see my shinning palace built upon the sand!
I think Sarah will grow to become a wonderful person to know. I am luck to have such a brilliant cousin.